I think piracy may be our only option...it's far to enjoyable to pass up on. The ward had a pirate party last month. There were a number of awards given (I took home best wench for turning my corset around and covering it with cream lace which you unfortunately can't see in this photo) including best pirate (three way tie shown below) and best gay? pirate (that would be Mike--above--in a women's shirt he found in his basement. If you could see the sparklies on it, you'd fully appreciate how much he deserved this).
It was an overall success. I was very pleased. Glad to finally have a functioning committee to plan these things. By the by, the little Captain Jack in the above center is my new co-chair.
Piracy could solve so many of the world's problems, though, if you think about it. Or at least it could solve my problems! I could force someone else to publish in my name and to finish my thesis, which would be particularly wonderful but also heinously wicked. I could also steal a Mazda 3. Don't get me wrong--I love my little Subi--but sometimes there's a deep inner part of my soul that just whispers "zoom, zoom" and starts me salivating.
My views on these matters may be affected by the fact that I just pulled an all-nighter on-campus and am somewhat angry at the world. Not good since I'm about to lead an hour and a half long discussion...hopefully I can keep my tongue in check, but then again,
"Pirate!"
